"I'm not too sure about this anymore, Willow," I said pacing the ground.
We were standing in my room going over the plan we had put together yesterday. It wasn't too extreme. I didn't want it to be, because I am pretty sure whatever I will do, won't make him stay.
"Come on Olivia, we already went through the process of everything and a lot of other stuff. We can't just give now," Willow complained throwing her hands up in the air.
We didn't do much other than me asking Logan out on a date. We even curled my hair a little to make it look sort of elegant. For clothes I had put on the shirt I had taken from him and a skirt, for once. I was trying to impress him. Not that I needed to, because he isn't dumping me or leaving because of me. I figured that if all else fails, I look pretty hot and that is not terrible.
"Can you at least not put makeup on me?" I asked, backing away from the blush brush that was in her hand.
I was currently in my desk chair with her standing over me attempting to put makeup on me. I said attempting because I already did my normal routine of makeup and I don't think I need any more.
Logan doesn't like heavy make up anyways. I don't either, it is too time consuming to do all that. Seriously, why spend hours on something when not much of a difference appears. Or maybe I don't put enough on or not doing it the right way. I don't have anything against make up or people who put a lot on and make it look good. I actually envy those people. They should get an award or something for being able to do that amazing with makeup.
"Please Olivia, you always put just mascara and whatever simple stuff on. At the minimum let me put on blush," Willow stated leaning forwards and grabbing my chin. Essentially trapping me in place.
I opened my mouth to tell her no, again, but she raised an eyebrow silently telling me I did not want to do that and she will do what she wants to do.
That lead me to sitting there patiently waiting for her to finish what she was doing. I was pretty sure she'd put more than she said she would.
Using the time I was sitting here waiting for her, I decided to convince myself this was an okay thing to do. And even if he won't stay - which is the most possible outcome of this- it's okay and we will both continue to live on.
I hate how I keep repeating to same things. From college, Logan, Logan leaving, and family. Nothing is wrong about thinking of the same things, especially college. But I don't know where I will go for college. I love thinking about Logan, he's my boyfriend so nothing is wrong about that, either. Logan leaving. Now that is something I can't control and I say that so many times, though it seems like I can't understand that.
We never made any final decisions of what will happen to us. Also there not permanent set in stone date when he is leaving. It could just be me not wanting to believe he is leaving and intentionally forgot the date.
Clearly this whole not thinking about Logan isn't going as planned.
"Um Olivia? Are you there? I've been calling you for a few minutes now," Willow questioned snapping her fingers in front of my face.
I could not be more thankful for an interpretation right now. I was getting myself more worked up than I needed to be. Because, come on, I was going to see him in a bit anyways. Then we can make official plans.
I muttered a thank you before replying, "sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Whats up?"
She let out an exhale before muttering something that sounded suspiciously like I hope I won't be like this when I get a boyfriend. Not wanting to comment on that, I didn't.
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Café Aurora
Teen FictionCompleted. Olivia Newman is just an average girl working at an plain coffee shop called Cafe Aurora. She is all alone. Well, friend wise. With only one friend, who is currently away at college for an early campus. Olivia does have all her family mem...